I am a Crappy Friend.

There, I admitted it in my title.  I am a crappy friend.  I don't mean to be.  I try not to be, but the truth is, no matter how hard I try, life throws curve balls...one after another.  I have friends from when I was a kid, and I have friend that I've made recently.  Hell, on Facebook I have over 400 friends.  No, I don't talk to them all, but they're there.  In fact, Facebook is pretty much the best way to get in touch with me, anyone who knows me knows that.  Why am I a crappy friend?  I HATE the phone, so don't expect me to be calling.  I'll text, but most of the time, when I'm at home, I have no idea where my cell phone is (this is the case at this exact moment, although, we went out tonight, so I have an idea of where it might be).  This means that I don't get texts as they are sent, but rather anywhere from a few minutes, hours, or even days later.  Yeah, I suck.  Don't even ask me to get my butt in gear to go out during the week (during the day).  Being a stay at home mom with a kid who sleeps in and still takes a nap is great when you love sleep like I do.  I try, though.  Every week, I resolve that this is the week that I turn things around...and then fall back into my familiar routine.  The week goes by fast.  Do I mean to do all this?  No.  I'd love to turn it around.  However, the thing is, I am who I am, and I can't change that.

Let tell you about me, though.  I am loyal to a fault.  I may not call, but I think of my friends often.  I have many many good memories of so many of them.  I may not tell them all the time, but I know I have the most amazing friends.  Every last one of them know that if they ever have a problem, my shoulder is always available, even if it is just to cry on.  I can cry with the best of them.  I am very forgiving as well.  We're all human, not one of us is perfect, not even my mom's stepfather, even though he will try and tell you differently. Everyone makes mistakes.  I understand that.  I don't judge, as my cousin, Nikki, says, this is a judgement-free zone...unless you're being really stupid about something, and I will tell you when you are.  I'm honest.  If you take me shopping with you, and I don't think something looks good on you, I will tell you.  If you have something stuck in your teeth, I will tell you.  If you are a royal pain in the butt, I will tell you...but in a nice way.  I'm the girl you can talk to about anything, the one who will be the first to step up and help you out when you need it.  I am willing to give you the shirt off my back if you need it...or my jacket so that we are both decent.

In short, I may be a crappy friend on the surface.  I may not call, I may not be on time...well, ever, I may not be able to get my butt in gear, and yes, I may like to sleep too much, but I am also the one who will stop whatever I am doing to listen, I am the one who will tell you your butt looks too big in those jeans, I am the one who will listen to you, and if you want it (and sometimes when you don't), offer my opinion.  I am the one who will try my damnedest to make you laugh when you are sad.  I am the one who will listen when you have a problem.  I will laugh with you, I will cry with you, I will walk to the ends of the earth for you.

If that makes me a crappy friend, then so be it...just please don't ask me to call you.